Sweet Dreams

The window is open

And through it

Words trickle in

Light up the night

Sleep comes eventually

As the darkness

Makes way for the day

And is transformed

Into the sweetest of dreams

Fantasy played out

Grandiose what-ifs

And somedays

Taking over.

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